Sheng Fu

Chapter 213 Heartbroken Men
To the east of the imperial capital, in the farm manor.

It's not the first time for Li Pingshui to come here, she just rarely comes here.

The scenery remains the same, the garden is full of spring and full of vitality.

When Yu Wenjun appeared on the seventh floor of Haiyue Building, Li Pingshui knew that the beautiful younger sister in front of him was about to part ways with her, and he felt very sad, partly because the money tree was gone, and the other part was that the sisterhood had also arrived. That's all.

When a brothel girl has a new family, she will break with the past and start her life again.

Li Pingshui naturally felt disgusted with Yu Wenjun because of this matter, but what can she do, the people don't fight with officials, although Yu Wenjun is not an official, he has Wang Ling in his hands.

After thinking about it for a while, the shopkeeper of Haiyuelou felt that his thin and thin shoulders were extraordinarily heavy.

Ling Yuqing took Li Pingshui's hand reluctantly and said: "Over the years, our sisters have loved each other deeply, and we have been cared for by my sister in many ways in the imperial capital."

"Really sorry."

Li Pingshui felt a little sad, who wouldn't like a man like Yu Wenjun.

She didn't mention that Yu Wenjun and Jing Peiyao went out together during the Banquet of the Eight Gus, nor did she mention that there was a beautiful female guard named Wu Mi beside Yu Wenjun.

She just said: "Young Master Yuwen is not a mortal, remember to let you more in the future, so that you will suffer less grievances."

"My sister is also very happy that you have such a family."

While talking, Li Pingshui really cried.

Ling Yuqing comforted: "Tonight is the last time I will appear on the top of Haiyue Tower. Even if I leave, I will leave something for Haiyue Tower."

Li Pingshui said hastily: "Your gold and silver are delicate and soft, you can keep them for yourself. Although Mr. Yuwen has a big family and a great business, there are two completely different natures between women who have money and those who don't."

"If you still recognize me as my sister, don't do stupid things."

Ling Yuqing didn't know what to say for a while.

Li Pingshui wiped away his tears, forced a smile and said, "I'll go back and spread the news, you will appear for the last time tonight."

After he finished speaking, he left without turning back three times, with mixed emotions in his heart, which is hard to express.

Ling Yuqing looked at Li Pingshui's back, full of emotion.

At some point, a hand landed on Ling Yuqing's shoulder, and Qingyue said, "Maybe we will meet again in the future."

Ling Yuqing raised her head, and Yu Wenjun was smiling at her.

"But I'm still very sad." Ling Yuqing said aggrievedly.

Yu Wenjun peeled a grape and fed it to Ling Yuqing, and then said: "It will be fine in a few days, that's how we parted, but it's also great to keep a thought in our hearts."

Ling Yuqing thought for a while and said: "You take me away, you have to leave something for Haiyuelou, otherwise I really don't know how to face that sister in the future."

Yu Wenjun thought for a while, and said: "Leave some words and sentences, the most beautiful oiran and the head of Ba Gu walked together, it is also a good story in the eyes of scholars."

"Leaving a memory for future generations, there are still countless wealthy customers who are willing to be arty and go to Haiyue Tower to spend a lot of money."

Ling Yuqing thought for a while and said, "That's fine."

into the night.

The imperial capital was brightly lit, and Ling Yuqing's last appearance at Haiyue Tower undoubtedly caused huge waves. Before night fell, the surrounding area of ​​Haiyue Tower was completely surrounded.

Many dignitaries in the imperial capital came to the scene in person, standing under Haiyue Building and waiting for news.

Even His Highness King Ping came to the river in a carriage, opened the curtain, and looked at the roof of Haiyue Tower. Besides King Ping, there was another person in the carriage. This person was dressed in Taoist robes, and his name was Li Hongshan.

The surroundings of Haiyue Tower were bustling and noisy, and many men who were nostalgic for Ling Yuqing were heartbroken and anxious at the same time.

It is about to be the last side, whether this side can be solidified into eternity.

The girls in Haiyue Tower are also very disappointed, the pillars are about to go away, no one will feel uncomfortable.

Ping Wang Ruya smiled and said: "The head of Ba Gu has two brushes, and he can even get rid of that oiran."

Li Hongshan, the national teacher, said: "The spies have been lurking in Haiyue Tower. The investigation so far has no clear results. Yu Wenjun suddenly fell in love with a girl in Goulan. There must be something strange in it."

King Ping smiled slowly: "Everyone knows that there is something wrong, but Mr. Yuwen is so powerful now that he is in the limelight for a while. If he blatantly kills a red bird, even if the master of the state knows it in his heart, what can he do?"

"It's better to take a good look at the stunning beauty who will appear later."

"Anyway, my lord is here to see the beauty tonight, but it's a pity that he's wearing a Taoist robe."

Li Hongshan said old-fashionedly: "You are the only one who talks too much."

Suddenly, the sea of ​​people boiled, and on the top of Haiyue Tower, a beautiful woman in a red dress came lightly, and all kinds of noises suddenly sounded around Haiyue Tower.

There was a shopkeeper with a lot of money in tears, there was a younger brother whose eyes were red, and there was a scholar who was full of anger.

King Ping glanced at it, smiled at Li Hongshan and said, "Is it pretty?"

Li Hongshan nodded consciously, "It looks good."

The top of the building overlooks the four fields, singing and dancing are peaceful, colorful, and a prosperous age sings happily.

Ling Yuqing bowed slightly to the crowd, and immediately there were countless howls from the audience.

The most beautiful oiran folded her hands, raised her breath, and said, "Thank you, Yuqing, for your unremitting support in recent years. Your kindness is like a sea, and you will never forget it."

"However, not long ago, I hit it off with Mr. Yuwen, the head of the Bagu, and we fell in love with each other, so we made a private decision for life."

"Tonight, Yuqing bids farewell to Haiyue Tower. I wish you all a bright future and lotus blossoms every step of the way."

After the sentient beings downstairs heard the words, many of them burst into tears on the spot. It turned out that it was Mr. Yuwen who got there first.

"Miss Yuqing, she has fallen in love with Yu Wenjun a long time ago!"

"Since you are the leader of Bagu, why bother to take love again?"

The girl I love the most has been tasted by others, and the feeling in my heart can be imagined.

Ling Yuqing concentrated her mind, turned her head slightly, the door curtain was pushed aside by a slender hand, and a beautiful young man in brocade clothes and jade belt slowly appeared in front of everyone.

The living beings downstairs are all silent, some are angry, some are full of unwillingness, and what's more, there are already strong fluctuations of true energy.

Yu Wenjun took Ling Yuqing's slender hand, looked down at the sentient beings, and said peacefully: "I have a heart-to-heart relationship with Yuqing, and we have a very harmonious concept. From tonight, she will have no connection with Haiyue Tower."

"So farewell."

As soon as the words came out, there was a loud voice.

There are warriors who want to go forward to fight desperately, and some dignitaries want to take it by force, but when they think of Wang Ling, the leader of the Bagu, all the thoughts of rushing to the crown and becoming a beauty disappear in smoke.

After all, someone couldn't bear the stimulation, squatted under the willow tree on the bank, and started to cry.

King Ping in the carriage said gently: "What can the national teacher see?"

Li Hongshan said in a deep voice: "That woman really fell in love with Yu Wenjun, but Yu Wenjun didn't fall in love with her, there is still something strange about it."

Prince Ping's expression gradually became dull, it seemed that it was not just as simple as completely breaking up with Princess Qianling.

Yu Wenjun looked back at dusk, waved his sleeves, and the brilliance bloomed in the night sky, revealing a short poem.

"Young man,

Grass Fireworks,

Staying here is the capital. "

(End of this chapter)